'T'en souviens-tu, Germin', de la deuxième nuit? En te serrant les doigts ton anneau y cassa, Tu en as la moitié, et l'autre la voilà.' Champfleury, Chansons populaires des Provinces, p. 196. Cf. Poésies pop. de la France, MS., IV, fol. 189; Puymaigre, p. 11, 2d ed., I, 50 f; Beaurepaire, p. 76; Fleury, p. 267; Rathery, in Le Moniteur, Aug. 26, 1853, p. 945 f, 'Le Sire de Créqui;' Wolf, Volkslieder aus Venetien, No 81, p. 59; Ferraro, Canti p. monferrini, No 26, p. 33. And again in Romaic: Ἡ Αναγνωρισις, etc.; Fauriel, II, 422-25; Tommaseo, III, 141-44, 148-50; Marcellus, Chants du Peuple en Grèce, I, 328; Schmidt, Griechische Märchen, u. s. w., p. 192, No 57; Chasiotis, p. 89, No 28; Zambelios, p. 718, No 5; Jeannaraki, p. 237, No 300; Aravandinos, pp 209, 211, Nos 347, 348; Passow, pp 321-28, Nos 441-446; Manousos, p. 103==Fauriel, II, 423. Several of the ballads in Passow are of course repetitions.[127] * * * * * #D# is translated, after Jamieson, by Grundtvig, Engelske og skotske Folkeviser, No 16; #E b#, Scott's compounded version, by Schubart, p. 93, Doenniges, p. 33, Gerhard, p. 21, Wolff, Halle der Völker, I, 52, and by Rosa Warrens, Schottische Volkslieder der Vorzeit, No 39, with a change or two from Aytoun; Allingham's compounded version by Knortz, Lieder u. Romanzen Alt-Englands, No 63. A #E.# Cochrane's Songbook, p. 151, No 114. 1 Fair Isabell of Rochroyall, She dreamed where she lay, She dreamd a dream of her love Gregory, A litle before the day. 2 O huly, huly rose she up, And huly she put on, And huly, huly she put on The silks of crimsion. 3 'Gar sadle me the black,' she sayes, 'Gar sadle me the broun; Gar sadle me the swiftest steed That ever rode the toun. 4 'Gar shoe him with the beat silver, And grind him with the gold; Gar put two bells on every side, Till I come to some hold.' 5 She had not rode a mile, a mile, A mile but barely three, Till that she spyed a companie Come rakeing oere the lee. 6 'O whether is this the first young may, That lighted and gaed in; Or is this the second young may, That neer the sun shined on? Or is this Fair Isabell of Roch Royall, Banisht from kyth and kin.' 7 'O I am not the first young may, That lighted and gaed in; Nor neither am I the second young may, That neer the sun shone on; 8 'But I'm Fair Isabell of Roch Royall Banisht from kyth and kin; I'm seeking my true-love Gregory, And I woud I had him in.' 9 'O go your way to yon castle, And ride it round about, And there you'll find Love Gregory; He's within, without any doubt.' 10 O she's away to yon castle, She's tirled at the pin: 'O open, open, Love Gregory, And let your true-love in.'